It was late. The castle and its grounds were quiet, with the majority of students and staff pre-occupied in the Great Hall for dinner. Lysander had skipped it, a decision he now slightly regretted as his stomach rumbled in the absence of food. He hadn't had the foresight to eat anything...
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